Liu Qingyang's face was extremely ugly, and the fear on his face caught up, and he seemed to be able to see the smile on her face, as if death had descended.

"Ye Qingchen, if you dare to touch me, my Liu family will not let you go!" Liu Qingyang threatened as he ran.

Ye Qingchen smiled indifferently, looking at Liu Qingyang's expression with pity, "Liu Qingyang, you are so sad, in the end, you have not been abandoned by your closest people, in this way, you are just a pawn of the Liu family, that's all!"

Ye Qingchen said that the long stick turned into spiritual power in his hand slashed down, sharp and domineering.

Liu Qingyang hurriedly avoided it.

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

"Isn't it true that your sister has left you and run away. Ye Qingchen laughed evilly.

Liu Qingyang's heart almost collapsed. What Ye Qingchen said is the truth, besides, his own strength is not Ye Qingchen's opponent, and Ye Wuwu is here, his hope of escaping is almost slim...

At this time, Ye Qingchen attacked with another stick, which was even stronger than the first blow.

Liu Qingyang can be avoided.

"You're going to die a miserable death, being torn apart by spirit beasts, but no one knows you're dying here. Ye Qingchen's voice seemed to come from the Netherworld Hell, demagogic.

"No, it's impossible!" Liu Qingyang breathed heavily, his eyes were scarlet, and he seemed to be a little crazy.

"Is it impossible, then you can try it!" Ye Qingchen said, and another stick was chopped. Her face was condensed, and her body was filled with Ling Ran's murderous intent. The long stick carried monstrous power, mountain-like might, and slashed towards Liu Qingyang, Liu Qingyang was restless, like crazy, and could no longer dodge the third blow of Ye Qingchen's Nine Blows Splitting the Sky.

This stick is right in Liu Qingyang's back.

burst

Liu Qingyang was directly knocked to the ground by this stick, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth. He sat up in a panic, kept kicking his legs and retreated, looking at Ye Qingchen in horror as he retreated, shaking his head and trembling, "Don't come here, you can't kill me." ”

Ye Qingchen approached step by step, like a ghost asking for his life.

Liu Qingyang has a cloak of hair, his face is full of filth, his expression is frightened, his eyes are blank, how can he still have the chic of the noble son in the past

Ye Qingchen's face was as cold as ice, and there was not the slightest sympathy in his eyes.

Not to mention how many innocent lives Liu Qingyang committed in Cangzhou City. Everything he had done to that Ye Qingchen alone was enough for her to take off his head with her own hands.

Although she is the soul of China, her respect for life is stronger than that of people in this world. However, she also has her own principles. Those who want to kill her, she will not spare easily!

Punish my heart, my soul is scattered!

A cold killing intent flashed in Ye Qingchen's eyes, and the long stick in his hand danced like the wind, transforming into thousands of phantoms, and finally slashed down with thousands of strengths...

The silk was cracked one foot, and the blood was splashed three feet.

Liu Qingyang, die!

When they came back, Ye Wuwu and Lu Qianli were still in place.

"Qingchen, are you alright

Ye Qingchen shook his head, "I'm fine." ”

"This Cangzhou City is one less scourge!" Lu Qianli walked up to Ye Qingchen, patted her on the shoulder, and teased, "You can be regarded as eliminating harm for the people." The people of Cangzhou City will thank you. ”

"How did you know that the Liu family would attack me?"

"I've been an opponent with Liu Shuyue for more than ten years, I don't know her yet, I think you made such a big move in Yunshulou, it's strange that she doesn't kill you. ”

Ye Qingchen nodded.

"Qingchen, what do you want to do with these people," Ye Wuwu asked.

When Ye Qingchen heard this, his eyes swept over the Shishan Black Wind and the two elders of the Liu family not far away, and his face sank again, "Kill!" She slowly opened her lips, and her tone was extremely indifferent.

If she hadn't relied on her, she would have been out of the world at this moment. So, what else is there to say about those who want to kill themselves

Kill!

Ye Qingchen walked in front of Shi Shan. At this moment, the stone mountain, leaning against the rhizome of the ancient tree, his hideous face was pale, and the whole person seemed to be paralyzed, weak, where was the arrogant and arrogant posture not long ago

Ye Qingchen stretched out her hand, and a wisp of flame burst from her fingertips, but the inch-long flame didn't seem to have much weight, but the bright red color and scorching temperature made people's souls tremble.

Shi Shan's eyes reflected the wisp of flame in Ye Qingchen's hand, and a wisp of despair suddenly appeared in his heart. He, feeling the fear from his soul, smelled the breath of death.

"Filthy people like you should be purified. Ye Qingchen said in a deep voice, the flame in his hand jumped to the center of Shishan's eyebrows as if he had spiritual wisdom. The moment the flames touched Shi Shan, Shi Shan threw his head back and fell to the ground with his chest straight, convulsing and wailing in despair.

The Vermilion Bird Flame spread from the center of Shi Shan's eyebrows, and it had already wrapped Shi Shan's entire person between breaths. In his wails of pain, the Vermilion Bird Flame was like a holy fire lotus, turning him into ashes at large, drifting away with the wind and disappearing into nothingness.

The Suzaku Sacred Flame is the King of All Fires, the most powerful flame in the world, capable of banishing darkness and purifying all evil and filth. Dirty as a stone mountain, it was his honor to die under the flame of Suzaku.

Ye Qingchen concocted it in the same way, eliminating the two elders of the Black Wind and the Liu family from this world. Several peerless peak glory heavenly realm powerhouses finally ended up in ashes.

In the air, there was a scorching temperature, looking at the black dust that had dispersed, Lu Qianli's eyes were full of shock. x

What kind of flame is it, so strong that between breaths, it actually burns the powerhouse of the peak heaven realm into ashes!

Also shocking was Sun Jiaoxi.

Everything that happened today, whether it was Ye Wuwu's Sage Will, or Ye Qingchen's wisp of flame burning the peak Heavenly Realm powerhouse, was too shocking for him. Thinking that he has been teaching in Cangzhou School for more than ten years, what he has experienced today is even more incredible than the sum of his past decades.

Ye Wuwu didn't know when Ye Qingchen attracted the fire into his body, but judging from the power of this flame just now, it must be a divine fire.

He was surprised, and a wisp of deep thought appeared in his eyes.

The crisis has been resolved, Ye Qingchen naturally will not consider going to the cold pool, she proposed, "Let's go back." ”

"Hmm. Ye Wuwu answered, and several people left towards the outside of Thorn Mountain. However, before they could go far, a thunderous sound exploded, carrying a terrifying might.

The sky seemed to be gradually darkening.

"What's going on" Sun Jiaoxi looked up at the void and couldn't help but let out a low cry of horror. Several people raised their eyes to the void in unison.

However, the branches are luxuriant, and you can only vaguely see the blue sky through the gaps in the branches and leaves, and the wind and clouds change color.

"Go up and have a look. Ye Qingchen said, took a little step, rolled his wings, and swept towards the void. Ye Wuwu and the others also jumped onto the top of the canopy of the surrounding ancient trees.

I don't know when the sun will disappear, and the sky is as dark as dusk. In the northern direction, the black pressure was overwhelming, like a tsunami, and the black clouds connecting heaven and earth swept towards this side.

The sky was covered with black clouds, pitch black as ink, and among them the magic thunder flickered, as if there was some powerful existence hidden in it.

"What is that" Lu Qianli's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and an ominous premonition rose in her heart.

The wind is surging, and the black clouds are crushing the city. In the endless black clouds, there seem to be many flood beasts lurking.

"I don't know. Ye Qingchen shook his head, but his heart was tight for no reason. She always felt that something bad was about to happen. x

The black clouds gathered more and more, and the thunder intensified.

Such a vision shocked everyone in Cangzhou City, including those powerful cultivators who could not be seen on a daily basis. Figures shot out from all directions of Cangzhou City one after another, gathering towards the side of Thorn Mountain.

The black clouds stopped from the depths of the Thorn Mountain, and stayed there, enveloping the Thorn Mountain in black blackness.

Ye Qingchen looked at the direction where the black cloud stopped, and was suddenly shocked in his heart, "This is... The direction of the cold pool!"

Could it be that this black cloud has something to do with Long Junmo and Mo Fei Sword?